Rozz Dyliams - Dollars Falling from My Soul lyrics

Yeah silly little stupid dumb bitch
All I wanna do is make numbers happen
All I wanna do is get rich
All I wanna do is keep my money stacking
Stacking stacking stacking stacking
Stacking stacking ohhhh
My vision gets dark but the room is so cold
All you see is dollars falling from my soul

Riding through the city of Seattle
With the zip on me
And a permanent case of the ash Wednesdays
I don't have friends regardless
What my friends say use to trap out of Sin
City in an extended stay arm out by the sea
Skin like Ivory imma get it all no matter
Whatever the cost be
Come out with the tone let
You touch like Crosby
I'ma live and die where it's
Cold and it's foggy rozz be often
Walking the thin line between
Love and learning love
Tears of a thug keep falling
As I'm living life like the
Cover of Checkmate Ballin
Spending my time in the dark
With a fat ass grip
I grip till I fall asleep on it
Wake up in the morning in
Possession of a drug that
You can not find in the form of a substance